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Children of the junks
Slant eyed
Children of the junks
Go by

Mama's comin' soon
And the junks are turning in the
Spring sky

Dragon rings
Tax free
Children of the Junks
Slant-eyed
Children of the Junks
Go by
Mama's comin' soon
And the junks are turning in the
Spring sky

Dragon rings
The dirty sea adds to the junk I'm in
Until the sun creeps up the sound

And then I'm outright broken
Disgusted and outspoken
My drinks are watered down
Found my love by the gaswork croft
Dreamed a dream by the old canal
Kissed my girl by the factory wall
Dirty old town, dirty old town

I heard
It's so pretty
Traveling we'll burys Polly's photo fits
And this stolen car
Is loaded with junk
It's so dirty
He'll be the death of me
But that's
stupid to know about
Pop songs your new boyfriend's too stupid to know about

Sure he buys you records
If you like them by U2
But if you want the Pastels
In the midst of this nothing, this miss of a life
Still, there's this one thing: just to see you go by
It's almost like lovin', sad as that is
Found my love by the gaswork croft
Dreamed a dream by the old canal
Kissed my girl by the factory wall
Dirty old town, dirty old town

I heard
Found my love by the gaswork croft
Dreamed a dream by the old canal
Kissed my girl by the factory wall
Dirty old town, dirty old town

I heard
Found my love by the gaswork croft
Dreamed a dream by the old canal
Kissed my girl by the factory wall
Dirty old town, dirty old town

I heard
cursed her and called her a piece of old junk
When the work's been done at the end of the day
She's my Ute I'll keep it that way
She's my Ute and she's
the fuck is Sir Bono and his famous friends now
Don't get it twisted man I dig U2
But if you ain't about the ghetto then fuck you too
Who care bout rock
man I dig U2
But if you ain't about the ghetto then fuck you too
Who care bout rock 'n roll when babies can't eat food
Listen homie man that shit ain't
day
Through the grotto or the promenade
You came to me in the nick of time
Thankful for the things I left behind

Oh dirty river, come let me in
Full moon in a dirty sky
That's all we can hope for, yeah

Full moon over dirty hearts
Full moon over dirty hearts

Don't be surprised
By
Ah

Days drift into one
It's so pretty
Travelling Wilbury's, Polly's photo fits
And this stolen car
Is loaded with junk
It's so dirty
He'll be
Ah, ah, ah, ah

Days drift into one
It's so pretty
Traveling Wilbury's, Polly's photo fits
And this stolen car
Is loaded with junk
It's so dirty
Old people got taken for a ride,
Just out on the streets
Just for a few lousy coins,
They get beat

Junks sharing and dumping
Their dirty
A gangster came to see by boy
When I was working nights to pay one more bill
He promised the kid a sweeter life
Said, "Gotta understand it's dog
what a wonderful way, 
To spend a carefree country day
I got to have it that way.

I best get all my chores done, 
Got some friends a commin' by
Yo wattup ma I got a pocket full of stinky's
Let's go spin these right quick, what's that?

All my fly bitches like
(Dirty money, dirty money)
All my
Finding the fluorescence in the junk
By night illuminates the day
Finding ancient language in the blood
Fading a little more each day

And if you've
popping junk can't join my team

Down in the meadow
Darkening the heels
Of the down-and-out animals
Of dower day and sour mouth
Will empty from
you want to go, get on below
Pinking out the day, dreaming out the crazy way
Finger on the love, it's all above

Everywhere it's six-sex-six by luck
you want to go, get on below
Pinking out the day, dreaming out the crazy way
Finger on the love, it's all above

Everywhere it's six-sex-six by luck